Story Of My Life
What is this life to me
but a Catalyst of my Broken dreams
Where the world is nothing but Pillage and plight
And not even god will save me tonight
All hopes of redemption are Far out of sight
And the Restraints of my demons pull ever so tight
The Knife feels so calming on my skin
And to temptation I finally give in
And as that blade severs my vain
And I swore to my self I wouldn’t do this again
My wrist by now, its starting to swell
and demons are drag to take me to hell
And I begin to simply wonder why
it feels so good in my sadistic lie
Oh sharps salvation
I crave you redemption
Please help me again
To spite my hesitation
Please cut my Wrists and let me bleed
And give that Reassurance That i need
I tighten my noose, And Solemnly say
“Why wont life just go my way”
I Think over the last few days.
And with out a thought I step and jump
Theres a moments silence then a all mighty thump
Followed by a withered cry
I miss my life
i don’t want to die
By Oliver James.
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